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Chapter 13

Love, love

"Hi honey," Eriol came into the kitchen and put his arms around Tomoyo's waist, giving her a morning kiss on her right cheek. She was busy cooking breakfast that she didn't notice he was there. "Hey," she tilted her head to his side, allowing him to kiss her cheek as she continued on doing her work.

"Don't wanna give me that too?" Kei joked as he had a bite on his apple. He was slouching on a chair near the dining table, waiting for breakfast to be served – typical Kei.

Surprised, Eriol turned towards him. "Sorry, didn't notice you were there," he grinned sheepishly, brushing his fingers thru his hair.

Kei rose up from the chair, adjusting the front of his red cap to the back. "Never mind. Now I know I'm invisible." He shook his head and sigh, pretended to be pitiful as if he was an abandoned child without anyone realizing his presence.

"Where you're going?" Eriol asked as Kei was about to make his leave. "Don't bother. I'm invisible," he replied, still wearing the same nonchalant tone in his voice.

"Don't be long. Breakfast will be ready in a few more minutes," Tomoyo reminded. He just waved a hand and walked away. The couple just shook their heads and smiled.

While the golden sun was breaking free from the morning clouds, the denim blue sky had already enveloping the earth with its gentle embrace. Silver-blue light shimmered in the clarity of the air, in the crystal clear lake and reflected into a pair of serene emerald eyes. The corner of her lips curved upward into a small content smile as he whispered something into her ear.

He was leaning against the tree trunk, sitting on the soft green grass of the Daidouji's garden as his arms securing around her, not wanting to let go. She leaned her back comfortably on his wide chest, inhaling the sweet scent of blue lavender that filled their surrounding.

The loosen petals of cherry blossom drifted weightlessly in the air, carried by the gentle wind and landed on the grass, as if making a bed of cherry blossom petals for them. A few strands of her soft auburn hair touched his chin and he playfully blew it away from tickling his chin.

"Syaoran, do you have any girlfriends before?" she suddenly asked, playing with his fingers and then put her hand on his, comparing the size of their palms. Obviously, his was larger than her tiny one.

"Only one," he answered spontaneously. He was the type of guy that will not hide his past from the one he loves. Honesty is one of the most important things in a relationship and he knew that perfectly. However, to trust was her choice and the risk was his.

"Who?" she asked without curiosity in her voice. His past life was not a concern to her because she was his present now and that was all that matters. It's just that she wanted to learn more about him and a little about his past despite they were separated for seven years. Of course they were childhood friends and they should know about each other better than anyone else should but sometimes, people change as time battered on. It was the basic rule of life she had learnt after living in this world for seventeen years.

"Shinna," he declared. There was no hesitation in his voice because there was nothing to hide. It was the truth, well, although their relationship only lasted for seven months. It was not she who ended it, but him. He broke their relationship, he broke her heart but she didn't break his because she was never in his heart. The heart he had only beats for one girl, the one he truly love and the one that was with him now.

"Oh," she nodded nonchalantly but as her mind processed his last word carefully, her eyes widened and there was a flicker of curiosity in her emeralds. "You said who?!" she asked but sounded more like 'Explain now or else-!' By now, she had turned to face him and there was reflection of his amber eyes in hers.

"Shin-na," he repeated, making it clearer in case she missed it again. Boy, she shouldn't be that surprised, he thought. Or should she? (a/n: What do you guys think?)

"You two were couple! I can't believe you never told me before!" Suddenly his past life was an important detail she should know. True, people change as time battered on but in this case, it was too soon. Far too soon.

"Because I don't think it's important. Besides, you never asked before," he shrugged his shoulders, brushing aside the bangs that fell on her face that almost poked her eyes.

"Lame excuse," she said, turning her back and leaned on his chest again with both arms crossed on her chest, not sure whether it was a sign of anger or jealousy.

"Come on. I was just- Agh!" His sentence was cut off with a groan. She quickly turned to look at him, wanting to know what had happened. Maybe she was still angry or jealous or whatever you call to describe her previous action but those feelings won't be able to stop her to care for him. When she saw him, he was closing his eyes with his hands.

"Why? What happened?" she asked worriedly.

"My eyes…" His sentence trailed off, creating the curiosity and discomfort in her heart.

"Here. Let me see." She gently removed his hands and moved closer to him until their faces were just few inches away. She carefully observed his eyes, trying to find what cause him pain.

"I don't see anything," she said.

"But it did hurt. Observe carefully," he asked.

She moved even closer to him in attempt to look for his eyes trouble but couldn't see anything wrong in them. They were still ambers, that were for sure. "I told you there's-"

"Aah!" she screamed in surprise when he suddenly trapped her in his arms and unable to move a single inch away from him. "What are you-" Her sentence was left unfinished as he covered her mouth with his.

He was pressing his lips against hers, which she really did not expect him to do. She broke their kisses. "You've tricked me!" she cried childishly and was about to stand up when he pulled her back. She struggled with him until finally she was laid on the grass and he was on top of her. His hands were around her wrists, pinning her on the ground. His breath almost touched her face. They were both breathing hard for air.

"Alright, you win. Now let me go," she surrendered, breathing gentler than before.

"Not until I get my prize," he smirked.

"Fine. What do you want?" she asked, sighing. I'll let you tell me first and when you let me go, I won't give anything! That's your punishment for stealing a kiss from me! She thought.

"This."

He closed his eyes and pressed his lips gently against her wet ones, this time for a longer period. Her eyes once again widened with shock but she didn't feel the urge to resist him. Clever. She smiled in her heart. After some time, she pushed him aside and pretended to be angry at him. "You did it again!" she beat his chest lightly.

"You don't like?" he smirked, as if knowing the answer.

"Not that. But I prefer when you're the one under!" she smirked and rolled over him. He let her pushed him easily on the ground as she landed on top of him. A smile of satisfaction formed on her lips.

"So I see," he smiled.

Petals of cherry blossom continuously fell on their bodies, covering them both in their gentle touches. As the clouds drifted away in the breeze, the sky showed its bareness to the earth. He gazed into her eyes and found his reflection in them. Suddenly it all sounded of nothing. A temporarily silent moment.

She rose up a hand and brought it up to his eyes, covering them with her palm. Seconds later, he felt her lips touched his. She was kissing him. Slowly he removed her hand from covering his view and held her waist. He rolled over her and within seconds, he was back on top of her. But that doesn't break their kisses. It was long, full of passion and tender. They lay on the green grass under the shade of the cherry blossom tree, the tree of beauty, and the tree of their love.

Pain pierced her heart as if pins and needles were stabbed continuously into it. The reflection of the event below was clearly shown in her violet eyes. She gripped the window bar tighter, as if was going to squeeze it in her palm. Wet tears covered her cheeks. He was no longer hers, so what's the point of crying? Why was her heart screaming in pain when she saw him kissing another girl? Why did she felt jealousy was lurking within her when he embraced that girl? Why? Why?! She felt on her knees, crying tears out of her questions. Yet she knew the answer, the one and only answer for her thousand questions.

A light knock came from the door, snapping her back to the reality she had to face. A small figure entered in. "Sis?" she popped her head inside, observing the surrounding in the bedroom when she found Shinna was kneeling on the floor, trying to hide her tears away from her, pretending as of she was looking for something under the bed. Shana saw them but thought it was better if she pretended that she hadn't.

"What is it Shana?" The raven-haired girl asked to the smaller one who has the same colour of hair as her as well as a pair of similar violet eyes. No doubt they were sisters.

"Tomoyo said that breakfast's ready," she said with her small voice. For a fourteen year-old girl, she looked younger than her actual age.

"Okay," Shinna nodded and rose up from the tiled floor. Her tears were completely dried by that time and her eyes were back to its original colour, no more red in them. She passed by Shana as if nothing had happened. True, she was three years younger than she was, but she was not a fool.

As Shinna's footsteps were heard going downstairs, Shana secretly went into her room and peeped through the window bars. From above, she saw the Daidouji's garden and the image of two figures under the cherry blossom tree. Her lips thinning into a line, and she walked away softly.

-End of chapter 13-

a/n: I'll be uploading chapter 14 next week or the week after that so be calm. See ya till the next chapter, "Beautiful Roses".